This is a postcard
Saying I'm alright in this beautiful city
This is a phone call
Saying, yes, I am sleeping alone here
But
the telephone lines are cut
My hands can't hold the paper
You are
on my mind
Nobody knows your name here,
Except when the moon is out
And
then they toss in their sleep
Crying out for you to take them
But
me I cannot sleep,
I cannot dream,
My heart is shattered
You
are on my mind
Once seven colors used to make a man blind
And now we are like
birds stuck in barbed wire
Precise, like sunrise
A child just like any other
Made of the
bones of the earth
Fragile and deathless
Yes, I'm alright
I'm a
church,
And I'm burning down
You are on my mind...
I hear that voice again
I hear that voice again
Seems so simple now
Now that the sky is clear
Maybe the road
was tough
But at last we're here
I've nothing to hide from
you
Nothing to explain
Just this vision of broken wing
And the
raven cries in pain
I hear that voice again
I hear that voice again
If darkness surrounds you
I'll be the fire
To guard your
sleep
If there's nothing to stand on
I will lay myself beneath
your feet
I will show the world to you
And this world will have no
stain
Just hold me now
Hold me close
Don't let me go
But
close your eyes
And look away
I hear that voice again
Now that the summer is gone
Snow's on the ground
I sought and I
found
I know what I found is true
But the bitter gray sky
Fades
into silence
Only the fire is left
And some say it's not
enough
To carry us through
Days of apple bloom white
Silver and steel
Tales of
webs
Spun around a careless heart
I dream of the snow-white
seagulls
Crying to show me the way
But I will stay here with
you
And nothing will ever come
To tear us apart
Look into my eyes sister
No harm will come to you
Look into my
eyes sister
No harm will come to you
